He Daqing, do you know how I've lived these past years?

"Roar"

Seeing that three of its arms had been severed, the six-armed zombie quickly pushed off with its feet and flew into the air.

Then, he simultaneously punched the rock wall in the center of the cave with all three hands, one punch after another.

"boom"

With a loud crash, the stone wall in the middle of the top collapsed, blocking the passage into the main tomb.

Leyou and the others who were already in the main tomb clung tightly to the stone wall beside them, constantly dodging the falling rubble.

Once the dust settled, everyone could see that dozens of thick iron chains were suspending a huge bronze coffin.

It is covered with exquisite carvings of flowers and birds, and a large number of floating clouds, with the clouds forming a dragon throne, in which sits a person wearing a crown.

The six-armed zombie used its remaining three hands to push open the bronze lid.

Then he jumped onto the coffin, took a head directly from inside, and red blood was dripping continuously from the wound on the head.

A faint, sweet smell of blood wafted towards the crowd.

The six-armed zombie reached out a hand and pulled a bead from the mouth of its head, about to put it in its mouth...

Brother Zhang hurriedly ran towards him.

"Stop him quickly! He's a flying zombie! This bead is the Muchen Bead. Eating it will at least make you half a step into the Undying Bone Realm, and even a Corpse Realm will be achieved in one go!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Si hurriedly swung out his nine-clawed hook and grabbed the zombie's hand holding the bead.

Upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle hurriedly pulled out an umbrella and rushed towards the zombie.

He delivered a powerful kick to the zombie's back.

The hand that had been restrained by Chen Si's nine-clawed hook suddenly loosened, and the bead fell directly back into the bronze coffin.

"Roar"

The zombie roared angrily again, and with a yank of its right hand, Chen Si was ripped away.

With a swift backward movement of his left hand, he struck Partridge Whistle, who was about to jump into the bronze coffin.

"puff"

Partridge Whistle, who had been knocked away, coughed up a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground, feeling the needles pricking him as he tried to get up.

But no matter what he did, he couldn't get up and could only slowly crawl towards the bronze coffin while spitting blood.

The zombie lowered its head and coldly looked at Leyou and the others, then jumped off the bronze coffin and came to Partridge Whistle's side.

He grabbed his hair and punched Partridge Whistle in the head with one fist.

Meanwhile, Leyou and the others hurriedly grabbed their knives and ran off.

Partridge Whistle stared in despair at the bronze coffin above him, spitting a mouthful of blood at the zombie in front of him.

The zombie stuck out its tongue and swirled up the blood.

The hand that was about to smash into the head froze in mid-air.

His scarlet eyes became clear:

“You…you are…a member of…Zag…Lama’s tribe…”

Partridge Whistle stared intently at the zombie and asked:

"Who are you? How do you know?"

The zombie stood there like a statue, and after a moment, it ripped off its armor.

A circular tattoo was visible on his chest.

"What, you're also a Zagrama person?"

When Leyou arrived, he quickly grabbed Partridge Whistle's foot, pulled him to a safe distance, and then stared intently at the zombie.

The zombie's eyes alternated between crimson and clear, and it used its remaining three hands to indiscriminately hammer the stone wall beside it.

Why, why,

Mount Kailash...

My people...

prophet……"

After an incense stick had burned, the zombie knelt down with its legs facing north and remained motionless.

Partridge Whistle, clutching his chest, staggered past Leyou and walked towards the zombie.

He went up behind him and knelt down in the tunnel.

"The younger generation of the clansmen have met their ancestors."

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the two of them knelt down, one facing north and the other facing the zombie ancestor.

"What time period in the Song Dynasty is it now?"

Partridge Whistle, with tears streaming down his face, said:

"Approaching a thousand years"

"Is my people still alive?"

Upon hearing this, Partridge Whistle kowtowed frantically, saying:

"Our entire clan, regardless of age or gender, has scattered far and wide in search of the Muchen Pearl. We had occasional contact before, but now we've lost touch with many of them."

After hearing this, the zombie stood up, looked at Partridge Whistle, helped him up, and flew onto the bronze coffin.

Then he took out the bead and handed it to Partridge Whistle.

Partridge Whistle excitedly caught the bead with trembling hands and said:

"The names of our ancestors are unknown."

The zombie slowly turned its head to look at Partridge Whistle, blood-red tears streaming from its eyes.

Seeing this, Brother Zhang shook his head frantically and said:

"Impossible, impossible! Wasn't he a flying zombie? How could he shed tears? How could he have the characteristics of an uncorrupted bone?"

And then came the hoarse sound of the zombies clashing like swords:

"The ancestors of the Dan Chu clan invaded the Jue Jing Kingdom, but found nothing; it was directly covered by yellow sand, and only a few of their people escaped."

"Later, the prophet told us to go and dig around the Yellow River."

"A huge bronze cauldron was unearthed, inscribed with the story that King Ding of Shang had obtained a phoenix gall bladder, so I led a group of warriors southward."

We then discovered that the phoenix gall of King Wu Ding had been obtained by the King of Yun Dian.

Emperor Wu of Han sent troops to attack, but they returned with a fake one.

When Emperor Ming of Han attacked Elao, the current King of Dian obtained the Muchen Pearl, which was the eye of the serpent god.

We then realized that the root of everything was the sacred mountain, the serpent god, and had nothing to do with the phoenix gall. Only this pearl could break the curse on our clan.

So we came here.

The Dian King's Gu technique was extremely powerful; all the warriors were wiped out, and only I survived to reach this place.

However, we were defeated by the King of Dian. I then learned that it sheds its skin once every few hundred years, temporarily reviving before falling into slumber and shedding its skin again. We broke in just as it awoke.

He also dismembered and impaled my limbs, repeatedly torturing me, using my resentment and unwillingness to make me his guard.

But he never expected that the Gu technique he obtained was of the same lineage as my curse. In the end, I became a zombie, and I have lived in resentment and bitterness ever since.

Partridge Whistle excitedly grabbed the zombie's hand and shouted:

"Ancestor, come back with me, let's find the sacred mountain and rescue our people."

The zombie shook its head and said:

“I am a sinner. I have failed the High Priest, I have failed the Prophet, and I have failed my people. Go back.”

Partridge Whistle grabbed the zombie's legs and cried:

"Ancestor, don't you want to go back and see your descendants?"

And what about those ancestors who followed you?

The zombie hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement and followed Partridge Whistle back.

Leyou and the others breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"Chen Si, lead everyone to search around and see where the gold and silver are."

The ancestors of the Zagrama tribe also intervened, saying:

"Don't go anywhere else. Those places are full of murals depicting the Dian King creating the Gu people, and what it looks like when he became an immortal after his death."

As he spoke, he walked to a vertical corner of the mountain and punched a small, slightly pointed rock.

Suddenly, the vertical mountainside shifted to both sides, and a yellow light shone directly into everyone's eyes.

Imagine an ordinary person being presented with hundreds of millions in cash; my friend, that would leave them completely stunned.

"Alright, as agreed before, you guys take the lion's share and I'll take the smaller share, but remember not to flaunt your wealth."

Looking at the endless chests and the gold and silver scattered on the ground, Leyou swallowed hard and said...

"Chen Si, notify one battalion to stay outside, and the rest of you to come in and move things."

Remember to pass this message down: no hoarding! What I give you is yours. If you try to take it without my permission, you'll never live to enjoy it!

After Le You finished speaking, seeing the people from the Nine Gates and Four Sects gathered together, he ordered the guard battalion to come forward and carry the load.

Before anyone could see him, he hurriedly took eighteen boxes of gold into his spatial storage, leaving only one cubic meter empty on the top layer.

Suddenly a low growl came from behind:

"Commander"

……